Chapter 1
I stare into the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. I look at myself intently, not blinking once. Raising my fist, I throw a forceful punch at the mirror, broken shards slicing into my knuckles at the contact. Blood trickles down my hand and drops onto the white tiled floor. I wince at the pain, but the pain is temporary, short, I remind myself. The colours on the floor are pretty, very pretty. The bright red contrast greatly with the pure, innocent white. I grab a loose shard tightly from the ground and with a trembling hand, I bring it to my wrist. I pull the sleeve of my black pullover up, revealing a whole collection of scars, my battle scars. I press the cool glass shard against my pale skin.
"I want this", I whisper.
I plunge the sharp and jagged end of the fragment into my skin and crimson blood oozes out rapidly, like a waterfall. A tear escapes my eyes and rolls down my sunken cheeks. I don't even feel the pain anymore, a wave of emptiness courses through me as I slump against the wall, a pool of blood already forming at my wrist.
"Goodbye Daniel." I say with almost a ghost of a smile and close my eyes.
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"Cut!"
My eyes snapped open at the sound of the director, James' voice. "Great job O, that was per-fect. " I threw him a dazzling grin as I made my way to my changing room. Of course it was perfect I mean, I'm Opal Faye, the Opal Faye please.
"That's a wrap for today guys! Have a great weekend." I heard James shout from the other side of the set. I peel off my gloves and cringed at the smell. Ugh, pig blood again. I threw those revolting items to my assistant Gareth and as usual, he caught them swiftly and nodded at me before taking his leave. Ah, I was finally alone after an exhausting day of shooting. I slouched on my chair and closed my eyes, picturing the perfect island where I could have a getaway from my hectic life. Unfortunately, I was disturbed yet again.
"Faye, you have a puddle of drool forming at the corner of your lips my dear."
I shot up from my seat and instantly brought a finger to my lips, feeling if i had indeed been caught in such an embarrasing moment.
"Got you didn't I." An arrogant smirk played on his lips as he snickered at me.
"You are such an idiot, Theodore." I whacked my co-star on the arm, rolling my eyes playfully at him.
"Ew don't call me that awful name, it makes me sound like that chipmunk from that annoying as shit show." Theo groaned.
"Now Theodore, if you would excuse me, I have to go home. Have fun alone, bitch." I stuck my tongue out at him and grabbed my bag, heading towards the door.
"You're a terrible person Opal. Luckily for me, I know your weaknesses." Theo had a wicked glint in his sapphire eyes.
Shit.
Theo grabbed me and threw me on the couch, tickling my sides till I felt a lack of breath. "Theo..Theo.. stop it you asshole." I attempted to give him a serious look but it was all ruined when I let out a giggle I thought I had suppressed.
"Say it O, say that Theo Edward Kessington is the hottest guy ever. Say it you shit." Theo laughed, he enjoyed seeing me in misery.
"Never!" I scrieked as Theo continued to poke me at my sensitive areas.
"You're gonna regret this Opal Faye!" Theo smirked and continued tickling me.
I laughed so hard from the tickling that my insides hurt and I clutched my belly. "Stop.. stop it Theo... fine..I'll..say.. it." I raised a hand to signal to Theo that that was enough.
"Say it then O. Say it loud and proud my dear" Theo sniggered, pulling his hands away from me.
"Theo Edward Kessington is....." I paused for a moment, my eyes darting from side to side to be sure of my location. I casually lowered my arm and wrapped my fingers around the strap of my bag.
"AN ANNOYING ARSE." I screamed and scampered to the door. I grabbed the knob and flung it open, turning back only to place a hand on my forehead and signal a 'L' to Theo. 'Loser.' I mouthed to him and I took a little curtsy.
"You pig!" Theo shouted as he made a face at me. I beamed and flirtatiously winked at him, not giving a care for what he said. I smiled inwardly at what I had just done and carefreely skipped out of the set.
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When I stepped out onto the main road, I mentally whacked myself on the head. Ah, I was still dressed in my pig blood stained clothes. I had so much fun with Theo that I had forgotten all about changing out.
Stupid me!
I covered my eyes with my palm and sped back towards the building, keeping an eye out for the pesky paparazzi along the way. I quickly dashed to my room as soon as I entered the building and locked the door behind me. I stripped out of the disgusting outfit and wiped myself down with a small towel I kept inside my bag till the terrible smell from the pig blood dissipated completely.. I dug out my make up pouch, comb, and a striking blue romper from Armani and strolled to the vanity set.
As I was about to pull the spaghetti straps of the romper up my shoulder, I fingered the famillar scar at the nape of my neck, concealed by my thick long tresses. The soft tissue around the old scar as long dried up and all that was left was a tiny imprint the size of a dollar coin. My mind wanders back to the incident but I snap back to reality before I am overwhelmed by my dark memories. I quickly slip the strap onto my shoulder and take a huge, long breath.
"Helen Smith is gone. You're Opal now, Opal Faye the world famous and highly sucessful actress. Forget about Helen, forget her. She's merely a fragment of the past." I mutter, looking at myself in the mirror.
I quickly regain my composure and in a blink of an eye, I was back to the Opal that everyone knew. I touched up my makeup and ran the tangle teezer through my blonde locks. Finally I looked a little presntable. I slip my feet into my favourite pair of Charlotte Olympia flats and brandished my most important weapon, my cat eye sunglasses from Dior. I perched those babies on top of my nose and strode confidently out of the building again. I kept my head up and grinned widely, aware that I was being photographed by the paparazzi. Hah! I even blew a cute one a pouty kiss.
Yeah Opal, you go girl.
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Hi guys, this is my second story but I feel like this one will be more exciting becos of all the secret keeping going on. HEH. Please support both my books and i will update at least once a week!
Anyways, does anyone have any idea who's Helen?\
.And what could possibly be Opal's secret?
(ps. I like the name Opal AHAHA its so like idk like different.)
Anyways,
Byeeeeeee
xoxo,
Cali
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